Money lyrics

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Money lyrics

Money, get away Get a good job with more pay and you’re okay Money, it’s a gasGrab that cash with both hands and make a stashNew car, caviar, four star daydream Think I’ll buy me a football team

Money, get backI’m all right Jack keep your hands off of my stackMoney, it’s a hit Don’t give me that do goody good bullshitI’m in the high-fidelity first class traveling set And I think I need a Lear jet

Money, it’s a crime Share it fairly but don’t take a slice of my pieMoney, so they say Is the root of all evil todayBut if you ask for a raise it’s no surpriseThat they’re giving none awayAway, away, wayAway, away, away